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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Third Obsidian Wish: Stasis
[time] => 2005-01-26 20:15:38
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[bodytext] => His face does not touch the night It hovers in light clouds Never dreaming But always sleeping Forced to embrace a nightmare eternal Here is solace A moments peace becomes his eternity Words that never found his lips Thoughts that were never granted All these things are around him They become "Your face is mine to remember, how I do long for yesterday... a time when time did not matter, as time was nothing to us, we who danced with Eternity." "But that time is gone and it has grown so cold. Death seems familiar now even as I know it to be so far away." [comments] => 2 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 49 [informant] => Maxximus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
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